Unpretty

Unpretty - 23

Each day I go to therapy and tell my doctor how it happened just like it was really happening.

Over and over I relive what happened so that I may come to terms with it.

I am not ashamed, nor am I scared to admit it now that I had Body Dismorphic Disorder.

Some days I still get the feeling of being alone and miserable.

I still get the feeling that I am unworthy of the love I am shown by everyone around me.

And some days I still get scared to look at myself in the mirror.

I get nightmares almost every night, but the nightmares are frequent now and slowly fading.

It’s hard but I am stronger now.

It’s exhilarating to know that I am less afraid.

Recovery.  It’s a slow process but I know I am getting there.

And soon I will be free.

And although what I did to my face gave me these scars and irreparable damage, I will not hide.

It’s ironic that these scars associated with ugliness are the ones that remind me that I am not.

And I will carry these scars for the rest of my days.

 My name is Mina and I had Body Dismorphic Disorder.

My name is Mina and these are my scars.

FIN